“__” for speaking
‘___’ for thinking
*__* for sound
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PROLOGUE PART 2
I really feel like an old man thinking about like this but I got nothing better to do except for agonizing over all the novels I won’t be able to read anymore. Reading all those novels, I always thought I might end up here, but I at the very least want know how I died. I remember everything like it was yesterday even though I have no sense of time here. I guess going over it one last won’t hurt.
That day was my first time on the job working as a medic. I chose to be a medic thanks to the person that helped me that day. It turned out I had some talent for medicine, well I wasn’t the best in my class but I was praised to be the best to adapt in unexpected situations and stay calm. These characteristics are what gave me a spot on the first expedition to America after the war. They wanted me and other doctors that would be adapt quickly to the environment there. We left early in the morning with a plane specially built for this expedition. A few hours after boarding the plane, we managed to feel some turbulence on the plane, which was weird considering the plane, was built to minimize it to protect our equipment. I got a little worried and looked outside the window, it was night and it should be dark considering were the only plane over the ocean right now. But for some reason I could see two strange lights out there and they were getting bigger! After that I felt something sharp piercing me and a feeling like I was being burnt alive then nothing.
In the end I woke up here, in the void, doing nothing but think about what happened back there and play some games, because for some reason I found a phone in my hand filled with games. I’m just as confused as you are but I stopped thinking about it long ago.
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“Yes, new high score!!!”
“Next please.”
What was that? Why can I suddenly see a light in the distant after that voice? The light was weird it had a blue color and a calming effect on me. The light engulfed me I expected heaven because of the light but I never thought it would look so plain. White walls, white wooden desk, white chair, white roof and floor, to make it simple absolutely everything was white even the clothes I have on me.
“*Cough*ehem.”
What was that sound. For the first time I actually look like right in front of me, greeted with a sight of an ordinary man in a business suit, short blond hair, and average face, thin but not all bones, and for some reason has a nameplate with the initials A. N. GEL, I almost started chuckling inwardly before the man interrupted me.
“My name is Argus Nathaniel Gel and I would like you to take this situation seriously and let me go to the process without interruption unless you want to ask a question. If you have one now you can ask me before we begin”
“Why am I here?” Is what I decided to ask after thinking about what I need to know right now.
“You are here because it was decided that we would let one lucky soul decide what he wanted his next life without limitations. And you are the soul chosen randomly among trillions of other”
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(Author’s note: one more prologue chapter before the story begins)